[Vance’s POV]
I stare into the woman’s eyes as she looks at me with horror and something more delicious. Despite how she was pretending that she was scared of me, she wasn’t hiding the excitement toward my presence either. It was clear that her body missed me, and since I was here, I should make it remember how good I could make it feel.
When I initially came here, it was for one thing and one thing only. I came to simply study her so I could possibly figure out exactly what she was doing to haunt me, but how was I to know that she wouldn’t come home the evening I came? That alone pissed me off and left me wanting to punish.
Then, when I woke up with a burning need to f**k anything I could get my hands on, I knew what she was up to, and I was feeling what she was. In the end, I f****d A
